Ten years have passed since the eventful day I decided to stay back with grandma and Beatrice.
Beatrice and I have grown almost inseparable or rather she has grown too attached to me. She was in love, even my dimwitted self could see that, but not even grandma could bring her back to her senses. I am happy here, as happy as I can be, I never go into the town and so far trouble has avoided me out here too.
I haven't been able to keep my promise to go see Micheal, I miss him often, but I've never been able to decide on going back.
It is peaceful here, I have learnt to let go of the past, to think of it without regret and pain, and even to love another, yes, her.
I have watched her grow from the little 10year old girl who saved my life to a beautiful, strong and courageous woman who can always hold her own no matter what.
